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Priviledges reserved, for the aristocracy of the Coutesans, equivalent to Coutesan EsraHatomen in every way, she bowed to Jes. Jes had emphasized that eyes, were to be diverted. on greeting the male, immediately behind her stood next to their Princess?
A right reserved, for royal personage and aristocracy. The emphasis was however, on accepted Royal priviledge. She welcomed Nathan, keeping her eyes diverted, her head low.
He. had been told, under no circumstances, was he, to be rude. NOT to insist, on eye contact. He had, she had insisted, to learn and adopt; Fendiq Royal protocol.
He did feel, uncomfortable. They, were escorted, into the main area which had been newly decorated. To the side of the chamber, a line of courtesans.
At the front, was Coutesan DoCahanestoba sat waiting, ready to rise and bow. HOWEVER, when he saw Nathan, he stared in disbelief.
The colors he was wearing, were reserved colours, exclusively for those of the
Royal household. Those closest, to the Haphketsut Princess.
As for the figure following? The male was Human(a) Known throughout the Qiverse for their reputation, as murderous warmongers; the ones the Cflen called ‘the BEAST’.
(Jess Corbin, the Cflen, The Nature of the BEAST ’www,qiverse.com (OVER 16’s sci fi.)
As far, as he was concerned, he had NO right, to be there, in his presence, without HIS consent! ON his knees before him.
So this is what the Qiverse, had named as the BEAST. What the BEAST and the ‘spawn of the BEAST’, had done to Cflenia, was well known, for all of its horrors.
Given the presence of those, approaching him, their status as far as he was
concerned, were highly questionable. He sat making no attempt to rise from his seat, as they approached. Coutesan EsraHatomen, was clearly agitated, at his apparent lack of respect.
She introduced Jes. Before, she could introduce Nathan, by his correct title she was shoved aside, as DoCahanestoba stood up.glared at those in front of him.
“Is this a joke! You dare to insult us all, break Royal protocol, before a Coutesan,
Elite aristocracy, of the house of Fendiq; with this Human(a), the BEAST?
The race, known throughout the Qiverse, the ones who have trashed planets, destroyed colonies, bullied, beaten and we all know, what they did to Cflenia.
(Jess Corbin, the Cflen, The Nature of the BEAST’ www.qiverse.com/cflen1) (OVER 16’s sci fi.)
I will have, this BEAST, bow before me and beg for my mercy! that I do not have it executedl IT had better pray, I spare it, by sending it to the mines on Ra2.
He glared at Nathan. ”YOU! Divert your eyes or suffer the consequences of my anger.
This is a mockery, where is this impostor, who claims to be,
our Haphketsut Princess Cistera !€
Am blocked his advances on Nathan, he glared at her, desiring to smack her down but seeing the look in her eyes? He was also aware of see her clenching her fists.
Only a fool or ? a more than capable fighter would dare do that in his presence.
He suspected the latter, something that for the moment as he stepped back from her, saved him from the much desired wish, on her part, to teach him some manners.
Her thoughts, were interrupted by the sound of a voice. Cistera.
˜Do nothing ! I will punish !€ Am stopped regained her posture .
Coutesan DoCahanestoba was so enraged, that he, did not see the arrival of another figure entering the chamber. Those to the sides, dropped to their knees heads bowed.
Coutesan DoCahanestoba, looked past, those in front of him, towards; Cistera?.
Wearing pure white, with the KahesnaChe diadem atop her head, the distinctive GEMS on her forehead? The Royal colours, edged along and down one side of her gown.
All too recognisable to some.
Their Princess, it could only be; their, Haphketsut Princess.
She moved forwards, slowly, with Am as an escort until she was a short distance from Coutesan EsraHatomen who dropped to her knees; bowed her head.
DoCahanestoba, stood it seems unmoved by it all, still with contempt, in his eyes; at the figure he considered to be nothing less than an ‘imposter’.
He was muttering, what he thought of this whole charade. Insultingly rude, arrogant, abrasive. Suddenly her headband glowed. He felt pain, excruciating pain.
It tore through his body, as they watched, he writhed, almost convulsing with the ripple after ripple of it across his body. Finally, dropping to his knees; shaking uncontrollably.
Their Princess, their Haphketsut Princess. was now stood next to Tan and Nathan. Extending her hand to Tan. Tan moved behind her,
Cistera now held Nathan’s hand. Moving past DoCahanestoba, still shaking and writhing in pain on the floor. Her eyes reflecting her inner rage she stopped, turned and glared at him.
He had now stopped shaking, shifting towards her, remaining prostrate on his knees.
The murmur on his lips of begging for mercy? How enraged she was?
“You dare, to insult, to threaten, those I sent, as representatives of mine?
Those who have EARNED my respect, my love? Did you, think I would allow YOU, a NOTHING to me, to do that?
Most of all, you dare, to challenge my authority? The instructions, requests, clearly given to you, from my emissaries? Orders, note ORDERS, relayed via them, to you ALL, at my COMMAND.
From YOUR sovereign Haphketsut Princess. How dare YOU, who not only disrespected me, YOU dishonour ALL, in this chamber. As for my Ka?
How dare YOU, think that YOU clearly a NOTHING before him, are above my chosen one? Deny his right to have YOU, a NOTHING, pay homage, give and pay RESPECT; to my Ka Absolute.
MY chosen one !
You ALL know. To disrespect MY emissaries but most of all, my Ka Absolute, is to disrespect me ? DoCahanestoba, was keeping his head bowed, still shaking and yet?
Why, did it appear, to those peering at him, that the truth was, he, was far from, begging? Pleading? More a sense of his continuing contempt?
Raise your eyes!€ It was directed at all present in the chamber.
They raised their heads, now looking in her direction.
Gripping Nathan’s arm, she raised it, showing clearly, the Kabzanza. They were watching as she slid his top aside, showing some of his chest. The symbol, of the flower clearly visible.
The Kabzana was originally. my fathers gift, but recognised as my people’s gift, that I, now share with MY Ka Absolute. To him, as, MY, no, OUR Ka Absolute.
The flower, symbolises, his unity with me; sanctioned by the Gods themselves.
Only those, who are joined as one, have the same symbols, albeit my father with the Catqueehsoon (Moon flower as it was called because of its soft blue color and shape)
Or mine, but be told,
I shall not repeat myself again; once and once only. He IS my chosen one,
my Ka Absolute and those who dare to challenge his authority, dare to challenge mine. Those who do so, will suffer the wrath of the KahesnaChe.
Stand up DoCahanestoba.
You will not, be judged by me, but by the power, of the gods themselves!!
He stood to his feet in front of her, as they watched, the gems on her head glowed and the headband flared bright with light.
€˜Pay homage, to your Haphketsut Princess Cistera and her Ka Absolute.
He glared at her and then at Nathan. the arrogance and defiance, all too clear for all to see, on his face. His eyes still reflecting contempt? Sneering at them.
He stayed standing, refusing her request ? She screamed at him again.
“Pay homage to your Haphketsut Princess Cistera and her Ka Absolute, this, is your last chance”
He remained defiant. There was no change, in his stance, his expression, the contempt remained unchanged, on his face a twist of his lips, a sneer forming?
Others were watching. Those who followed him as leader ? Their own interests at heart wondering if he truly, could defy her?!
“Then so be it. you defy me, you defy the Gods.”
The KahesnaChe glowed brighter, suddenly it emitted a high pitch whine followed by a massive burst of energy.
Across his head and spread around it, enveloping his head in a wave of moving bluish white intense light in ring after ring spiralling downwards across his body, as he
screamed, held within the light, unable to move.
Those watching could see the expressions on his face, the all too clearly the twisted, contorted face, of someone wracked with pain. The rings were fixed, pulsing around him.
“Never! My Haphketsut and her dog?
The WHORE, belongs in a Hiska (whorehouse), her DOG beaten to death by me.”
“Then so be it. you defy me, you defy the Gods, let them, decide YOUR punishment.”
The rings around him, flared brighter, more intense and changed colour to a dark blue, pulsing with intensity whilst he ? All they could hear from within them, was the piercing scream as his body convulsed .
Slowly in front of them, within a wisp of smoke, the figure appeared. Even Cistera lowered her head hissing at them to bow before their God. It formed to move towards him. Its arms upwards it hands in an arc as the rings around him died away.
As though something, had taken hold of him, Shaking him like a child, might shake a rag doll. A wave of energy, washed across him. Once again, he screamed, this time even louder, not to beg or plead but to utter a curse from his lips? Insults, threats...
“I will NEVER, bow before the WHORE who belongs in a Hiska (whorehouse)”.
IT laughed.. LAUGHED.
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